Mr. Maloley

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   "Hey, Y/N wait up!" Cassie yelled from down the hall. I rolled my eyes knowing she wanted nothing but to make me walk with her, but I slowed down anyway.
"Hey, are you going to the game Friday?" She asked breathing hard from running to catch up with me.

    "I might. Depends." I said. In all honesty I was just friends with Cassie because my mother was friends with her mother.
"Ugh, you never go out." She threw her hands in the air and her head back.

   She stopped for a second and when she saw that I wasn't stopping she grabbed my backpack.
"Why are your shorts so short?" She asked smirking.
"Because they're shorts." I said in a duh tone.
"Nuh uh. You wore those for Mr. Maloley." She said cheesing really hard.
"No, I just forgot to wash my clothes this month." I said making it halfway to my class.
"Yeah, alright." She said walking into Mrs. Randol's class.

   I finally made it to my class and sat down at my desk.

   "Okay everyone, clear your desk, it's time for the quiz. After you are finished, turn it in on the corner of my desk, face down." Mrs. Jhan (Jan) told us.
"Fuck!" I mumbled as a passed the paper down the row.

    After finishing my poorly done test, I walked it over to her desk bending over to sign my name out.

  She tapped my shoulder and I looked at her. She pointed towards the hallway to which I went knowing I was in trouble.

   "You already know the drill." I released my crossed arms and let the hang at my side.

"Detention on Friday

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"Detention on Friday." She said and walked into the classroom and started back grading the test.

Friday

Then afternoon announcements came on and announced that detention would be in Mr. Maloley's class. Great.

  Mr. Maloley was the finest male teacher on planet Earth.

  After the third bell rang I walked into his classroom for detention to find him writing on the blackboard, the rules of detention.

   While he had his back turned I pulled out my phone to check my messages.

So how's detention - Cassie

It's detention what do you think

I think you have a fine ass teacher for detention.

Sure do

Tell me if you get some fucc

Will -

  As I was about to text 'do' my phone got snatched out of my hand. I looked up to see an angry Mr. Maloley peering down at me.

  "Look up there and tell me where do you see 'you can get on your phone.'" he said pointing to the freshly written words on the blackboard.
"Whatever." I said as he walked back to his desk, but he stopped right in front of it and started reading my messages.

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